The spring wind blew the road on the terrace of the Black Ice Palace. Although the sky was sunny, the road still felt very cold, and it was cold from outside to the body.

Xianyang City in the sun was at the foot of the road, but in his eyes, it was full of haze. He squinted his eyes and saw not the trees with new leaves growing in Xianyang City, but the withered weeds on the city walls and houses.

Bad news came one after another, and two Han cavalry penetrated into the Qin mainland at an extremely high level. Their purpose was not to capture cities and plunder land, but to disperse the militias recruiting from all over the place that were gathering in Xianyang City. In just over a dozen days, more than a dozen people had been dispersed by them, and the Qin army escorting these militias were killed.

Although the Han cavalry came quickly, they were still as expected. Both north and south routes had been penetrated. Qin, which had lost a large number of elite troops, was unable to intercept these Han cavalry who came and went like the wind and were used to guerrilla warfare.

As expected, Lu was not angry because of this. But today, a big event occurred in Xianyang, and he was angry to give way to Lu Jie. From the beginning of the morning when he received the report, he stood on the terrace without moving.

Mingtai disappeared. Mingtai and the Black Icetai troops under his command disappeared overnight.

Mingtai is Lu's most trusted partner. It was the close cooperation between the two that successfully subverted the rule of the Ying clan of the Qin Dynasty. Although the one sitting on the throne is still nominally named Ying, everyone knows that it is just a puppet. Lu believes that Mingtai never thought that Mingtai would abandon him like this.

It is precisely because of my great belief that I made Lu angry after I was born. Mingtai’s position was too special and Lu was not prepared for it at all, which made Mingtai disappear silently.

The entire Xianyang was shocked by the disappearance of Mingtai. Xianyang City, which was already panicked, became even more turbulent. Even Mingtai ran away, which shows that the situation had deteriorated to a certain extent. This was a fatal blow to the road in politics.

The sound of footsteps came from behind him. Lu didn't need to use his head, and he knew that Gou Yi was coming. He smelled a faint smell of blood and frowned.

"How many people have been killed?" he asked faintly.

"General. General Mo arrested the remaining personnel of the Black Ice Platform, but nothing was found." Gou Yi lowered his head and said in shame: "It was all the fault of General Mo. Some time ago, General Mo had already shown signs of instability in the Black Ice Platform, but General Mo did not expect that the Ming thief actually had plans to escape."

"This is not your fault, because I didn't expect it." Lu shook his head, "Those people from the Black Ice Platform who stayed there are not dead yet, let them go. Mingtai gave up on them because they are not Mingtai's confidants at all, so they can't judge them, and they can't find out the reason. Let them go and join them in the army to fight."

"Yes, General." Gou Yi hesitated for a moment, "I'm afraid our city defense deployment will be re-arranged. Mingtai is clear about these things. If he defected, the Han army will know all about our arrangements."

"There is no need, and it's too late." Lu shook his head and said, "This time, the key to fighting with the Han army is not to defend the city, but to fight in the field. If the decisive battle outside the city fails, even the most solid defense will be broken. The emergence of artillery will make any traditional deployment of defending the city lose its effect."

"Yes." Gouyi sighed. This is not an era where combatants can win more. The emergence of gunpowder weapons has fundamentally changed the war.

"How many guns have we made?" Lu turned around.

"General, now all the craftsmen in Xianyang are used to cast artillery, and dozens of cannons can be cast every day. However, the amount of steel used in the Han Dynasty that we obtained was too small, and the quality of a large number of artillery was not qualified. During the experiment, there were often explosions. Among every ten cannons, only one or two were barely qualified. The craftsman said that if he wanted to extend his service life, he could only reduce the charge, but by reducing the charge, the range and power of the shells would be greatly reduced. In addition, we could never create the flowering shells of the Han people."

"No need to experiment, you can make as much as you can, as long as they can fire a shell without bombs." Lu said coldly. "As long as you can shoot it out, you can cause damage."

"By the way, the copper cannons made by the craftsmen from copper are better quality. There are about a hundred such cannons, but we no longer have copper." Gou Yi continued.

"How can there be no reason why there is no copper in the huge Xianyang City? If I pass my order, everyone in Xianyang must hand over the bronze ware at home, including copper coins, for the use of cannons. Anyone who hides or does not hand over will be treated as a communist."

"I understand, I will do it right away."

"You're not busy walking." Lu walked towards his big desk in the hall, sat down, and looked at Gou Yi. Gou Yi strode to the front of the road.

"General, what else do you have to give?" Gou Yi asked.

Lu picked up a newspaper on the table and threw it to Gou Yi. The newspaper seemed a little broken, and the corners had been damaged. Gou Yi glanced at the Dahan Daily and glanced at the date on it, and couldn't help but feel stunned. This was published by the Dahan Daily several months ago. There was only one news on it that Gao Yuan ascended the throne and became the emperor, and the Dahan Kingdom was even more obvious as the Dahan Empire.

The three emperors with virtue and the five emperors with merit. The huge black-word emperor constantly stimulated Gou Yi's eyes.

This newspaper has been in Lu's hand for a long time. Obviously, I have read it many times, otherwise it would not have been so broken. Looking at the newspaper and then looking at Lu's eyes staring at him, Gu Yixin understood it.

"General, that shit doll, it's really time to give way. Now the Qin Dynasty is in danger. We need a wise king. No, an emperor will lead us out of the predicament, take us to defend Xianyang, fight back the Han people, and rebuild the glory of our Qin."

Lu Yin's face finally showed a smile, stood up, strode outward, and Gou Yi quickly followed. Walking out of the Black Ice Platform Hall, the dazzling sunlight gave way to the road's eyes slightly sting. After a moment of pause, he strode towards the steps.

Behind him, Gou Yi followed closely with the soldiers from the Eagle tribe.

With a bang, the door of the hall was pushed open, and two rows of soldiers rushed into the hall, standing left and right, one by one with murderous aura, standing with his hands pressed on the hilt of the knife, walked into the hall, staring at the puppet Qin King sitting at the table drinking porridge in the hall. The little Qin King was only eight years old now, and beside him was his nominal mother, the woman who had worked as a palace maid in the Great Prince's Mansion.

Seeing the murderous intent coming in, the woman in luxurious clothes trembled and fell to the ground all of a sudden. As a woman who has been in the Great Prince's Mansion, her knowledge is naturally much stronger than that of ordinary women. Since she was asked to play such a role, she has known her future fate, but as a weak woman, she knows that any resistance is meaningless.

The eight-year-old King of Qin still held a spoon in his hand and stared blankly at the road.

Gou Yi strode forward, stretched out his hand, rudely took away the spoon from the little Qin King's hand, and said coldly: "King, now Qin is in danger, hundreds of thousands of troops are attacking. The civil and military officials of the court, and the people of the United Nations all felt that the power of the king is really not suitable to lead our Qin to fight against the violent men. At this time of danger, our Qin needs a powerful king, a person who can make the whole country willing to fight for it to take on this responsibility."

The eight-year-old Qin King did not understand what Gou Yi meant, but the palace maid who was sank on the ground immediately understood. She stretched out a hand and dragged the dazed Qin King to the ground. She raised her head and shouted loudly: "The king is willing to abdicate to the general. I only ask the general to be my orphan and widowed mother. In view of the fact that the general has been following the order of the general over the years, I will leave my mother and son with a way out."

Lu smiled, walked over, and sat down, "You are very sensible, so you will survive. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

The next day, at dawn, the bells to summon ministers to discuss matters in the palace sounded melodiously. The powerful and powerful people in Xianyang who hurried into the palace entered the palace tremblingly under the gaze of the fierce soldiers and walked towards the Black Ice Platform habitually. Although everyone knew that the little Qin King was in Zhengyang Palace, now, the real person in charge lives in the Black Ice Platform, and the Black Ice Platform has been the supreme ruling center of Qin for decades.

Now the wind is in the city of Xianyang, and the departure of Mingtai has reached this panic. The Eagle tribe led by Gouyi, who was a leader of the commander of Gouyi, wanted to kill powerful ministers, confiscate their families and destroy their clans, killing people's heads and blood flowing into rivers. Everyone does not know whether they can live to see the sun tomorrow. Even the core figure of the Li family academics has no sense of security now. Lu is already red in order to raise military expenses and raise food and grass. Whoever has a wealth in his family will be targeted. And the backbone of the Li school has been at the highest level of the rule of Qin for decades, holding real power, and it is precisely such a group of people. In the past days, three core figures of the Li family's academics have fallen under Lu's butcher's knife, namely Tonghan, but in fact, everyone knows what it is for.

A general came over with a tiger face, clasped his fists and said to the courtier with a frown, "Please go to Zhengyang Palace to discuss matters."

In front of Zhengyang Hall, soldiers were crowded with people. Stepping into the hall made everyone even more shocked, because there were actually fully armed soldiers standing in the hall, and they were all the Eagle tribes who were now killed in Xianyang City.

The little Qin King had a snow-white face and sat in the middle. Beside him was the actual controller of Qin, the Great General Lu.

"See the King, see the General!" Many court officials prostrated themselves and bowed under the steps. (To be continued.)
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